She doesn't want to pretend anymore

When the big screen turned to Manshu and Qu Jiu, the whole audience was boiling.

The reason is simple: Manshu's petite figure made people recognize her as a girl in just one shot.

Manshu was wearing a baseball cap and a mask, and almost no one could recognize her.

However, the mask she wore had a phoenix totem on it, which became her symbol in the future.

Although no one knew Manshu, everyone could vaguely recognize the person in the passenger seat.

"Fuck, this guy looks familiar?"

"What do you mean he looks familiar? Isn't he the god of wine?"

When Qu Jiu became famous, the alias he used was Wine.

People in the circle call him the God of Bacchus.

Bacchus hasn't appeared in a few years, but everyone knows that he is Chinese.

There was no news for a few years and I thought he had retired, but the organizers emailed him every year as usual, and then sent him an invitation letter after getting his offline address.

If he has a recommender, the organizer can make a lot of money every time he appears.

Now, with the presence of Bacchus, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room has soared, and even Manshu’s rewards have increased.

"You all focus on Dionysus. I am the only one who is curious, why did he recommend a woman?"

"What's wrong with women? Women can always outrun you stinky fish and shrimps. You look down on women, right?"

"It's not that men look down on women, but when playing this game, everyone knows the rules. With a woman's psychological quality, if she gets pushed aside when she gets off the bus, she won't cry or pee out of fear, right?"

The organizers didn't know before that Qu Jiu gave the invitation letter to a girl.

But when he brought the person over, the organizer not only did not stop him, but also secretly wanted to use Manshu to create a topic.

As a result, the number of people in Manshu’s live broadcast room has soared.

Although, most people came to scold her.

But at least this counts as popularity, right?

Many people even questioned whether Dionysus had retreated under women's skirts in recent years.

"What's wrong with the God of Wine? He has been bewitched by a woman. This woman doesn't look that pretty. I heard that the God of Wine has a divine appearance."

"The God of Bacchus is really old. He is so naive as to nominate a woman to compete."

"Although I am a die-hard fan of Dionysus, if this woman can get into the top three, I will chop off her head and let Dionysus kick it around."

At the same time, Qu Jiu and Manshu got into the car. After fastening their seat belts, Qu Jiu tried to find a topic to ease Manshu's nervousness.

Manshu: Actually, I’m not nervous at all.

"What do you think the people outside would react when they see you and I sitting in the same car?"

There was no technical content in Qu Jiu's question.

However, because his expression was so relaxed, Manshu really didn't feel any pressure.

Perhaps, it was Qu Jiu's inexplicable confidence in her that gave her more confidence.

"Do they even need to guess? When they see you, they will definitely say that I am a beauty who brings disaster, because they didn't expect that the wise and powerful Master Qu Jiu would recommend a woman to participate in the selection."

“And I will definitely be scolded.”

Last time she discovered that the racing community discriminates against women.

They don't think women can make a difference in this circle.

No matter how skilled a female racing driver is, she will do some tricks when her life is in danger.

Although Manshu won at that time, many people still thought she was just lucky.

Otherwise, why would he rush around and almost force Gu Zixuan's car off the cliff?

"Then you will make everyone in the arena tremble today. I think that after today, they will change their views on women..."

Qu Jiu's mouth corners raised.